F&F (At All Kaytranada Rmx)

See
I'm not of this world
The place I reside
Is outside of the atmosphere
I'll make the temperature rise
Political prisoner status like Assata Shakur
The ink that I'm using to write
Is like a finer liquor
My words ferment, & lament
With all of the energy spent
My realistic point of view has been refreshing as all hell
Continue to try while y'all fail I'm still here
Your shit blow like windmills & quick thrills
My shit blow like C4 & George Jung
These rappers CB4 with no gusto
Trying to lead the blind, so I wrote this in brail
But you can feel this shit regardless of your competence level, and
I'm on the edge like a bevel blade
Shape up, or ship out
I been up, I been down
The one thing that I found
It's all about attention to detail
Try to keep the overhead low like retail
The mom & Pop operation I been runnings independent
Usain with the pen I paint a picture quickly
Running laps around the competition
Tell them come & get me
Jacking for beats
I can teach them how to rob like 50

Don't it look sweet
Don't it feel right
Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit
Getting loose
Forget all that negative energy you came with
That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it

Don't it look sweet
Don't it feel right
Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit
Getting loose
Forget all that negative energy you came with
That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it

Don't it look sweet
Don't it feel right
Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit
Getting loose
Forget all that negative energy you came with
That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it

I impeach them with the pensive penmanship that I have
This tentative rhetoric tends to keep them attentive
I see that, believe that, now we back
To our scheduled program
Out side of the box
But I go in you feel me
Huh
Now lord willing we can make it out & elevate
The skill that I posses is powerful
I never hesitate
I readjust & regulate
It resonates with some
My cadence is sporadic
I spazz, I'm not in my right mind
Like Nosferatu
I do my best work in the night time
Young Oliver North
I smuggle dope with this shit
Spread it across your community
Causing Mass pandemonium
Making money hand over fist
But at your expense like
What's a dollar to you
How much you wiling to give
You sell your soul
I'll give you wealth
Now that's the fairest exchange
Take a bite of the fruit its forbidden
But don't it look sweet
And don't it feel right
Yea, I said

Don't it look sweet
Don't it feel right
Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit
Getting loose
Forget all that negative energy you came with
That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it